Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 726 Under the Night

It is said that five hundred years ago, on the night Prince Hayman and Miss Regina got married, the citizens of the Emerald City who were spared from the flames of war all wept with joy, and spontaneously organized an all-night carnival that swept across the city:

People held a fire parade, danced and sang and drank, while the newlyweds Heyman and Regina wore wedding garlands, stepped out of the palace hand in hand, joined the non-stop dancing team of the people, and received the cheers and applause from the whole city. Blessings, let that night of boundless joy reach the climax of carnival.

This is the origin of the Night Night Banquet Tour in the Queen's Day and Emerald Celebrations in later generations.

Every year on this night, Emerald City does not set a curfew, does not lock the door keys, and gathers together. The streets, alleys and roads, large and small, will be lit all night long. Fireworks, celebrating all the beauty and happiness worthy of praise.

Although Duke Zhan En has lost power these days, Kongming Palace has changed, people in the whole city are in panic, and many people have closed their doors or left the city to seek refuge, but for their livelihood tonight, many shopkeepers who have prepared for a long time in advance and plan to make a fortune from the celebration Street vendors, merchants and merchants still bite the bullet and continue to work and welcome customers, hoping to make a little money during the banquet night, plus patrolling soldiers and police officers, market and road officials with grim faces, and busy craftsmen and porters , and some tourists from afar who don’t think it’s a big deal to watch the excitement, although this year’s Night Banquet Tour is not as bustling with tourists as in the past, it is barely enough to live up to its name.

Except for one place.

Under the night, Lausanne II was walking in the streets outside the North Gate Bridge—or in other words, the gutters and dirt roads separated by crooked bungalows—with silent steps and a dark figure, perfectly blending into the night.

Compared with the bright lights and people coming and going in other places in the city, the houses, streets, alleys and squares outside the North Gate Bridge are all dimly lit and deserted.

Only the bright moon in the sky, which treats everyone equally, shines all over the world.

In the air filled with a faint stench, homeless wild cats chased mice in the gutter, and wild crows on the tree branches scolded the moon.

In the distance, in a humble dwelling where the lights were turned off early, there was a quarrel between a couple (What's wrong with smoking some herbs? Who am I making money for? Who! Don't like it? Don't let it go!) and The children cried out in fear, the heavy objects fell to the ground, the cups and saucers were broken, and the dogs tied outside the house barked endlessly, attracting more dogs barking in the distance...

Such a scene, outside the North Gate Bridge, abounds in the poor streets and alleys of the new suburbs, giving people a drowsy gloomy and numb feeling.

Just like his past.

under the moonlight,

Lausanne II felt the weight and temperature of the long sword behind him, crossed a dirty ditch expressionlessly, and then passed a row of crooked fences.

A certain big dog tied to the fence sensed the stranger and growled menacingly in warning, but the moment he approached, he trembled all over, and ducked back into the corner with his tail down, trembling.

Smart, sensitive, judging the situation, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Lausanne II kept his eyes fixed and continued on his way.

But that's why, you're always just a dog on a leash.

Can only see as far as the dog leash can see.

The next moment, Lausanne II's footsteps trembled, his expression painful!

Not good.

here we go again!

In an instant, the muscles all over his body unconsciously tightened, twitched, and twisted...

Starting from the heart, every organ and tissue in his whole body began to roar, struggle, and tremble, eager to kill and plunder, and conveyed this impulse to the brain over and over again, like a strong wind and waves hitting the shore.

Yes, the brain.

His fragile, empty, trance-like brain, after endless torment, has long since left little sane brain.

Thinking of this, Lausanne II turned ruthless, clenched his fist and swung his arm, and slammed his chest with great force!

boom!

Be quiet - he said to them.

The heart under his ribs trembled slightly, contracting violently under the hurt and pain.

But Lausanne II's face was ferocious, and he punched again without hesitation!

boom!

Quiet, quiet, quiet!

Lausanne II's eyes trembled, and he roared and warned against the uncontrolled organs and tissues all over his body.

listen to me.

mine!

I!

But this time, every part of his body was desperately resisting him, struggling wildly, eager to overwhelm his will, drown his reason, and grab his spirit.

Lausanne II gritted his teeth.

Of course, he was injured and poisoned.

They were deeply implicated, and certainly not satisfied—although remission and recovery were achieved, the rare poison that the old Inquisitor had dropped into the wine was so harmful that it took him a whole day to recover from it.

But he knew that he couldn't give in, couldn't compromise.

Because they are never satisfied.

So Xie Chong began to murmur.

Then have a drink with me, boy.

In memory, the old judge before his death raised his wine glass, took a sip, and showed a look of enjoyment:

Let me tell you everything, and you will understand.

This scene made Lausanne II tremble slightly and became part of his indelible memory.

He remembered that he had seen through everything at that time, so he slowly stretched out his hand with confidence, and raised the glass of wine under the slightly nervous gaze of the old judge.

I know, you poisoned it here.

Through the glass, he saw with satisfaction that the old man's eyes trembled and his expression changed drastically.

It was shock and remorse, unwillingness and regret.

But out of respect, I would like to have a drink with you, Mr. Brennan, the next second, he grinned, for your courage and boldness.

And the will to endure pain.

He smiled, raised his head chicly, and drank the poisoned wine in one gulp.

good.

It's a fine wine.

Worth the price of his poisonous wine.

I don't know who was the big man of the noble family before that, who was eligible to enjoy it?

Putting down the wine glass again, as no surprise, he saw the doubt, daze and ignorance in the eyes of the old judge.

And the unbelievable disbelief at what he did beyond expectations.

Why, why?

The old man stood up tremblingly, the pain of a severe poison attack appeared on his face - the other party was just an ordinary old man with no strength to restrain a chicken, how could he bear it?

Why?

But he just giggled and didn't answer.

Why?

You wouldn't understand anyway.

Until the alcohol poisoning in his body also started to attack.

But at that moment, he met the eyes of the old judge.

The old man froze, and suddenly understood something.

I see, boy, I've seen people like you...

Despite the painful expression under the torment of the poison, the old man's words became extremely gentle, even with a touch of melancholy:

What do you want to let go, but the pain is unbearable, what you want to hold on to, but it's empty...

Maybe it was the poisonous wine taking effect, he trembled and subconsciously stood up!

You understand too little, and you don't understand too much... You don't know what you should be loyal to, so you can only grit your teeth and bow your head, numb your eyes, and relieve the pain and depression a little...

Perhaps it was the effect of the poisoned wine, as if he had been hit hard, he took a step back in shock, and unintentionally brought the seat down.

The old man couldn't support himself and fell to the ground in pain.

It's okay, kid, I've had it too, the judge on the ground tried his best to smile, and made the sunset prayer to him tremblingly, It's okay, in the end you will understand, it will pass, it will pass, it will pass ...

The old man's words stopped abruptly, and the luster in his eyes gradually disappeared.

But there was unreasonable panic in his heart, and he kept backing away in a daze until he fell to the ground.

Why?

Perhaps it was the result of poisoned alcohol, his muscles began to tremble, and his blood began to roar.

The long-lost fear suddenly hit him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Why, why in the last eyes of this old guy...

with pity and...

pity?

No.

Why sympathy?

He was in a trance, staggered and struggled to his feet, smashing through the window.

Into the dark night.

To his last refuge.

No!

On the path of the North Gate Bridge, Lausanne II suddenly opened his eyes!

roll.

roll!

Get out of my brain!

roll!

He was trembling all over, fighting to the death with this tyrannical body that refused to obey discipline, while pulling himself back from the past memories desperately.

listen to me!

In the pain and numbness, he tried hard to focus on the sword behind him, from simple to complex, from basic to advanced, recalling and dismantling the sword moves of various colors over and over again, simulating the exercise in his mind again and again, one by one. Back and forth in martial arts and sword style forget reality.

Cicada Sword...Forging Blade Weapons...Fearful Killing...Oracle Instructions...Fire and Wind...Legion Ten Styles...Thorn Thorns and Swords...Tianle Rondo...

Finally, when the young Joaquin knight appeared in his brain for the twenty-eighth time, ordering the younger him to step up and concentrate to exert the maximum effect of the triumphant style, he successfully suppressed the tremors and shocks all over his body. Struggling, regaining the crumbling sanity, the riots in various parts gradually subsided.

Xie Chong fell silent unwillingly.

Maybe it was only a few tenths of a second before and after, but there is no doubt that he once again won a dangerous duel and survived the disaster.

And ever since he lost control of the battle with the ever-changing weird monster in the sewer, similar fights have only become more dangerous, making his sanity crumbling.

Will he be so lucky next time?

Lausanne II took back control of his body, felt the weight of the sword again, let out a breath, and moved on.

The moonlight was desolate, and the surrounding bungalows became more and more quiet.

The sound of breathing in each house became less and less, and even the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs were much less.

Born here and raised here, Lausanne II knew that as the administrative district with the cheapest land price and the shortest history in the Emerald City (he even doubted whether there was a dedicated political officer outside the North Gate Bridge), most of the residents accommodated in the new suburb were Low-level workers and servants from all walks of life in the city.

At this moment, if they don’t go into the city with their tools, go to shops, workshops, warehouses, docks, and even the houses of big families, to work honestly and serve people, and (especially on banquet nights) they have to wait until dawn before returning home from work. , or there is no work to do, nothing to do, it is better to turn off the lights early and go to bed, save firewood, fuel and food, and get up early tomorrow to find a job that can earn cash in the city or even outside the city.

As if separated by a bridge, the bright and warm, exciting and yearning scenery in the Emerald City has nothing to do with their lives.

In their eyes, the Jade Festival, which is famous and indulgent, is just another opportunity to earn money through hard work. At most, these days, the boss pays enough wages and the guests give a little more tips.

As for the Kongming Palace in the city, which stands on the high slope of the huge rock, flies high the iris flag, welcomes and sees off countless dignitaries, and represents the highest power on the south bank, it is just an awe-inspiring and admired statue, but it is always far away. The giant god beyond reach.

Don't eat fireworks in the world, and don't get involved in the world of mortals.

Thinking of this, Lausanne II clenched his fists.

Non-wine in a bottle, Lausanne.

Turnbull had told him so in the past.

You once thought there was wine in the bottle, and you have just fallen to this point...

Lausanne II suddenly raised his head, looking directly at the bright lights of the palace in the distance.

Then do you want to know what's in the bottle?

No.

He shouldn't have to know or care about it.

He should have been the same as the people around him, talking to his elders in a daze, Oh, it's nice to live in the Emerald City, Working, it's better than farming and fishing outside, At least we still have the rules and regulations of the officials. In the earmarks and kind persuasion such as reading, repeating the life of the previous generation.

As long as he doesn't run into Handro Joaquin.

As long as he doesn't become a knight squire.

As long as he doesn't hold on to the hilt.

As long as he doesn't look up.

As long as he doesn't...

etc.

Feeling something, Lausanne II looked around in the alley.

so quiet.

It was so quiet.

It was too quiet.

Even if this is the North Gate Bridge in Night Banquet Tour.

Lausanne II raised his head slowly.

In the distance, a long-abandoned sentry tower stood quietly under the moonlight.

Like a dying old man.

In the darkness, he stared at the sentry tower for a long, long time.

Lausanne II, who has survived countless battles and survived countless battles, is all too familiar with such scenes.

He knows what it is.

a trap.

A dangerous trap meant to hunt him down.

Everything is clear.

Lausanne II took a deep breath, and suddenly felt the long-lost joy.

Every part of his body began to be excited again, ready to move.

Did they say yes, yes, or go?

Lausanne II felt it.

This is a rare tacit understanding between them.

It was their moment of compromise, single-minded as eternal enemies.

then go for it.

In the next second, his mind and body were united, and he jumped up to the open roof.

Under the night and under the moonlight, the killer showed an almost sickly smile.

He was naked and walked towards the direction of the sentry tower.

————

Thales put down the telescope in his hand.

At this moment, he stood on a five-story abandoned watchtower, overlooking the countless one-story houses in the small half of the new suburb—or in the words of the locals, outside the bridge—under the desolate moonlight.

Compared with the ever-bright lights and radiant lights in other parts of the city, the whole new suburb looks gloomy and dark.

pitch black...

Under the moonlight, Thales felt something in his heart. He looked up at the brightly lit Kongming Palace in the distance, as bright as day, and then looked at the dark streets and alleys under the tower.

What I see in my eyes...

Thales murmured, uttering the famous indifference and numbness of his ancestors: There is only darkness.

But as soon as the prince finished speaking, another steady voice sounded faintly from the air, continuing Thales' words:

The fire of civilization is urgently needed to light up the wilderness.

Thales frowned upon hearing this:

At some point, a strange figure appeared beside him, standing side by side with him on the tower, looking down at the countless entangled houses.

The sudden appearance of the uninvited guest caused a small commotion among the Xinghu guards guarding the upper and lower floors. Many people rushed to escort the top floor until Mallos, who was standing at the other end of the tower, heard the order and signaled his subordinates to stay calm.

If I remember correctly, this should be what Black Eyed John said to Prime Minister Halwa before he marched north to Exeter.

The sudden visitor spoke softly, as if afraid of waking up the dark silence in front of him:

It's just that the first half is catchy, so it spread more widely and made his alias.

Thales snorted lightly.

The fire of civilization.

The black eyes are really right, the young man shook his head at the cluster of houses below, if the flames of war can be counted as 'fire of civilization'.

The guest beside him was silent for a while.

That's true, said the guest, who spoke the common language of the Western Land, even with some antique features of the ancient imperial language, but lacked emotion. Towns, fortresses, and palaces all ignited raging fires, soaring into the sky and starting a prairie fire, which must be called 'lighting up the wilderness'.

Thales smiled, with a sarcastic smile.

He turned his head and surveyed his guest formally.

It's really hard to invite you, Earl Li. It is said that the housekeeper of Ashford found several middlemen, turned seven or eight corners, and had to wait until night before reluctantly delivering the invitation to you?

From the Kingdom of the Night at the other end of the ocean, Rei Corleone with a Far Eastern face bowed slightly:

Your Highness, forgive me. Due to well-known reasons, the resting place chosen by our family is extremely important when we go out. We must be careful and keep it absolutely confidential.

Thales watched the blood envoy's meticulous etiquette, felt the deadly aura of the other party, was silent for a while, and smiled.

Understandable. Then I guess, the other one is also so troublesome?

Another fresh and confident voice sounded from Thales' left side:

Not necessarily.

Hearing this voice, Li Wen remained motionless, Thales turned his head and looked to the other side.

If you want to find me, just two ravens will do, a handsome young man in luxurious clothes appeared silently to Thales's left, even if someone follows their flight path one after the other to find my hiding place Earth, I can also have time to adapt.

He looked at the layers of roofs below the tower, and said with a tusk:

After all, times have changed.

Li didn't move, his eyes were like stone.

It seems that they didn't hear, or didn't bother to hear the other party's sarcasm.

Good night, Yannick. Thales nodded with a smile.

Yannick Fraser Houllier, who came from the Immortal Council of the Feast Leader and the acting master of the Huanxin Court, smiled heartily and bowed to Thales.

In this way, Thales stood in the middle, one left and one right were two vampires from the east and the west, one was silent, the other smiled faintly, but there was always a strange coercion in the air, which made people nervous.

I won't talk nonsense, Thales stood for a while, too lazy to deal with the grievances and grievances represented by these two blood races, and went straight to the point, I believe you all know that in the past few days, there has been a small incident in Emerald City. trouble.

Little trouble.

Yannick smiled.

It's just a little obstacle, I'm sure, with His Highness Thales' ability...

But Thales didn't let him continue.

A killer.

The prince looked serious and spoke harshly:

To be precise, he is a ruthless killer whose strength has reached the extreme. He recklessly killed, claimed his life, and sought revenge in Emerald City, disrupting order and causing public outrage.

Yannick couldn't help but look serious, and Li's face didn't change.

therefore……

Tels paused for a moment, turned around with his hands behind his back, and the moonlight shone all over him, making him even more gleaming with silver light and awe-inspiring:

I invite the two of you to come here tonight, and I am asking you to help me catch the criminals and bring the city under control.

There was silence on the sentry tower for a while.

The two guests were motionless, as if they were digesting and chewing on Thales' meaning.

What?

After a few seconds, Li from the Country of Darkness said softly, Us? Capture the killer?

Thales smiled politely.

Forgive me, Your Highness, Yannick looked at Thales carefully, with intriguing eyes, You are in charge of the Kongming Palace at the moment, commanding the Emerald Legion, and there are a lot of talents under your command, not to mention the royal family is rich. Looking for our vampires, let’s just say it, looking for a vampire that everyone hates as a thug?

Thales took a deep breath, turned around, and looked outside the sentry tower.

Because, under the moonlight, he said playfully, it's night now.

For the first time, the two blood races from east and west looked at each other.

Then what do you think?

No one spoke, but Thales was very patient.

Your Highness, forgive me, finally, Li responded first, but Thales' smile faded when he said it, I am here to represent Corleone and the Kingdom of the Night, and I am on an envoy to the stars, so it is inconvenient to choose sides—especially Between the Canxing royal family and the Kevin Dill family.

Is that so... Thales pondered.

I would be more than happy to help, Your Highness.

Thales' eyes lit up, and he turned to the other side.

Thank you, Yannick, the prince said, his voice undiminished, but?

Yannick smiled.

But——as a member of the Immortal Parliament, every move I take involves the diplomacy of the two countries. If I make arbitrarily advocating interference in the internal affairs of other countries, and make a mistake and blame the state, then I will go back to the feast. Other members, um, whether it is Allies, political enemies, peers and elders, I am afraid they will not let me go easily.

Thales narrowed his eyes and had a premonition:

unless?

Yannick smiled, but didn't use the words Thales gave him:

Of course, the other councilors haven't set foot in the stars for a long time and don't understand the current situation, but if they know that His Highness is the heir to the kingdom, he is generous and trustworthy, and he doesn't have prejudice against the feast leader, is friendly and enthusiastic, and treats you as an ally, Presumably you won't object to my helping?

The heir to the kingdom...

As an ally...

What do you mean? Thales said softly.

Li next to him sneered.

Yannick ignored his compatriots, just bowed slightly:

Maybe in that way, I can be bold and unreservedly provide support for your governance of the Emerald City—and maybe other things?

Thales pondered for a while.

I thought we were friends?

Yes, Yannick said without pretentiousness, so friendship needs to be maintained—you help me, I help you?

Thales didn't speak.

The relatives of the Feast Leader are close to Commas, they are used to careful planning, and they are even more cunning than before reincarnation. Li on the other side looked at the bright moon in the sky without changing his expression, Your Highness must be prepared to suffer losses when dealing with them.

Yannick laughed.

Speaking of which, a friend of mine, the sixth member of the Immortal Council, Damian Merchid said something, the handsome vampire glanced at Li, Is it better to be a profiteer than a robber?

Li remained silent.

In that case, forget it.

Thales sighed.

The two blood races bowed in unison, their faces still calm, showing no attitude or reaction.

Until Taylor's eyes lit up, he took out a letter from his pocket.

By the way, Jan, I almost forgot. He seemed apologetic as if he had just remembered, I've written a reply letter to Serena, please take the trouble to take it to her?

As soon as this remark came out, Yannick's smile froze.

Li slowly moved his eyes, looked at his fellow clan, and spoke to him for the first time tonight.

So, the juniors of the Houllier family, are you and your family protecting Corleone's key criminal?

Yannick tightened the muscles of his cheeks, and fell silent between Thales' burning eyes and Li's cold eyes.

He sighed, and finally ignored the latter's murderous intent, and gracefully took Thales' envelope.

Your Highness, you are really magnanimous.

Thales raised his eyebrows and was about to say something.

Did you make this decision, or your mother?

Li refused to let the other party go:

The ones who provoked Corleone—is it only the Houllier family, or the cowards of the entire Night Council?

But this time, Yannick seemed to have made up his mind to ignore this Donglu elder, and just smiled helplessly at Thales:

If I were you, Your Highness, facing the vicious and cunning Corleone, especially that Ms. Serena, I would simply not reply.

Yannick put away the envelope and sighed:

And I don't have to see her anymore-to be honest, the people in this family are not very exciting.

Li's gaze turned colder.

Where is she?

This vampire with a Far Eastern face sounded like a mosquito, but he was aggressive and chilling in his ears:

Sinner, Serena Corleone?

The atmosphere was tense, and Thales, caught in the middle, couldn't help frowning.

Why, Earl Li of the Kingdom of the Night?

Finally, Yannick Houllier, who was silent for a few seconds, no longer backed down. His eyes moved and radiated a sharp light:

An important minister like you, why do you want to send an envoy to the stars at this time?

Li didn't answer, but just continued to stare at Yannick with unkind eyes.

Yannick continued:

Is it the Queen of Night, whose throne is on the verge of falling, who made this decision, or the King of Nightwing who is said to have 'returned soon' and will never show up again after passing on the throne?

Li's aura became even colder.

Thales stood in the middle, feeling the atmosphere of tit-for-tat on both sides.

Well, it's no wonder that facing the forces of the blood clan, Zhan En either refused to invite, or he must invite both parties.

It really worked, he murmured.

Without warning, as soon as Thales finished speaking, the two blood races turned their heads at the same time, staring coldly at the prince!

Like two long swords, it forced the boy to death on the spot.

Even though he had experienced many battles like him, Thales couldn't help but feel a lump in his heart.

It seems that they are well aware of their calculations.

And the comer is not good.

He had to cough vigorously and change the subject:

Well, the moonlight is just right, so let's not talk about these bad things...

Facing the worsening atmosphere and the two unfriendly eyes that were comparable to sharp blades, Thales stretched out his hand again, took out the next letter from his arms, and handed it out tremblingly:

Let's have some fun—I've written a letter to His Majesty Katerina, and I'm asking Earl Tori to bring you back to the Kingdom of the Night, how about it?

The two blood races were silent for a while, and they all looked away.

The aggressive atmosphere eased slightly.

At your service. Li's voice was hollow, and he slowly reached out to take the envelope.

Letter from the Queen of Night?

On the other side, Yannick's eyes are intriguing.

Thales took a breather and clapped his hands quickly:

Speaking of which, do you know how the two sisters, Katerina and Serena, I met?

The two blood races looked at each other.

Before they could react, Thales took a deep breath and forced them to listen:

Simply put, Jann Cavendeer lied to Katrina and wanted to use her to assassinate me.

Thales could feel that the two blood races paused, and they looked at each other warily.

Li's eyes became colder and colder, but Yannick suddenly understood:

So that's the case. It's no wonder that Duke Iris has reported this and is now in prison.

Unfortunately, ugly girl, ahem, I mean Serena also wants to force Katerina to kill me, Thales shrugged without any scruples as he hugged these things that would make people turn pale with shock wherever they were placed. Kingdom Secrets, In order for the stars to seek revenge on the kingdom of the night, she can return to the country and reset.

Li's expression remained unchanged, but Yannick frowned slightly.

Thales sighed helplessly.

I know that no matter which side's plan I'm in, I'm the one who's going to die anyway. It's really unlucky and miserable, right?

Yannick narrowed his eyes and made no comment.

But you still stand tall, Li Tuwu said, just like Her Majesty Katerina.

Thales smiled ugly.

Speaking of this, you may not believe it, but she was the crybaby... I mean, Queen Katrina also wanted to kill me and suck my blood dry...

In other words, in the eyes of the three parties, I am all meat...

I believe, Yannick next to him smiled sarcastically, the Corleone clan is vicious and dangerous, and it has always been like this, so it's not surprising.

But your Highness, you are still alive and kicking, Li said without changing his expression, you are full of vigor.

Vigorous.

Hearing this word, Thales felt his neck itch.

So I remembered, no wonder, no wonder Katerina said in the letter that she would return my favor and give me a big gift, haha, he changed the subject abruptly, Great gift!

Tels paused for a moment, then looked at Li seriously:

Earl Li, I don't know what the queen of your country said in the letter, but can I count it?

Yannick thought about it.

Your Majesty will keep her promises, and I also believe that you and Your Majesty have a very deep personal relationship, Li's answer was watertight, But if I take action to arrest the murderer and interfere in the internal affairs of other countries, it will be to confuse the state affairs and diplomacy with personal friendship, and it will be a disservice to Your Majesty. Infidelity with the Kingdom of the Night.

Yannick next to him sneered again.

Thales observed Li Corleone carefully for a while, but couldn't think of any flaws, so he nodded resentfully.

Well, since you don't want to...

Yannick's eyes lit up:

Your Highness, in fact, the feast can be...

But in the next second, Thales raised the volume, overshadowing Yannick:

But I'm curious...

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes and looked at Li:

If you are not a 'big gift', then what is the gift that Katerina, who promises to keep, is going to give me?

The interrupted Yannick's eyes moved.

That's the scope of the personal relationship between Your Majesty and His Highness. As a servant, it's inconvenient for me to inquire... Li's expression was calm and unmoved.

On the contrary, Thales continued, you crossed the Sea of ​​Ending, but on behalf of Katerina, you came to meet our common enemy—a blood feud eight years ago, which almost killed me. The one who died with her—Jane Cavendeer to mend ties and restore alliances?

Thales sighed.

You say you want to give a gift, but you are actually causing trouble and embarrassment for me, the prince curled his lips in disdain. Katrina, is she worthy of me and the friendship we fought side by side back then?

Li didn't speak.

So Thales continued:

I have to say, it confuses me.

It's quite confusing. Yannick, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke and smiled at Thales.

Thales glanced at him.

This cold-blooded species really knows how to find a needle and fish in troubled waters.

It's better to get rid of enemies than tie them up. The interests of the country are there, so I have to, Li Chensheng replied, Your Highness is wise and will be considerate.

Be considerate, of course I am, after all, I am also a grand duke now.

Thales sighed:

There are also times when I made peace with Zhan Enxu and made peace against my will...

But the prince changed the subject:

But not long ago, you told Zhan En at the Battle for Front Banquet that you have to settle the 'ex-debt' before the two families resume contact?

As soon as this remark came out, Yannick's eyes on the other side moved slightly.

Li remained calm.

It should be noted that eight years ago, in order to kill me, Jen betrayed his friendship with Blood Fang. Not only did he deceive Her Majesty the Queen, but he almost fell into the injustice of the Corleone family and provoked a war between the two countries.

Under the moonlight, Thales' words were extremely harsh:

And Her Majesty's former servants, Simon, Hestad and Chris Corleone - I guess you recognize these men - all died in that battle, leaving Katrina alone when she returned home.

Li's eyes were dead silent.

Yannick rolled his eyes.

Not to mention that Jen has been covering Serena for the past few years and helping her escape your pursuit.

Thales smiled lightly:

With all due respect, what you and Zhan En, Blood Fang and Iris have formed is not an ordinary 'ex-debt', but a life-and-death blood feud that cannot be solved for generations.

Thales no longer looked at Li, who was motionless like a stone statue, but turned to the guests on the other side.

Jan, you know them well, tell me, how will the Corleone family you know, according to tradition, 'settle' this 'former debt'?

Yannick smiled.

I see.

The young—relatively speaking—the blood member slightly shook his head, looking at Thales with intriguing eyes.

Your Highness, I think, with the Corleone family's style of eternal bloodline to hold vengeance, no matter how long they hibernate or how deep their forbearance is, once the time comes, they will not hesitate to take revenge...

Li remained silent.

For example? Thales raised his eyebrows.

Yannick chuckled lightly:

For example, they will use whatever means they can to overthrow their enemies from their positions of power, knock down the abyss, and deprive them of everything...

This vampire has a handsome appearance, but his words are cruel and sharp:

This is not enough, the family, city, and territory he belongs to must be destroyed, so that they will be devastated and will not return to the old view...

It's best to make a fortune out of it, to benefit yourself, and to benefit yourself at the expense of others...

Yannick's eyes sharpened:

In this way, Corleone can exhaust his humiliation and torture before finally putting his enemy to death, if not...

Snapped!

Thales clapped his hands, and said in a tone of hate:

If this is not the case, it is far from enough to relieve hatred!

Yannick glanced at him, smiled slightly, bowed and said:

Exactly.

Looking at the North Gate Bridge under the moonlight, Thales sighed slightly.

But all of this sounds familiar, Thales murmured, Count Li, what do you think?

silence.

Dead silence.

Finally, the stone-like Li slowly moved, and said softly:

Forgive me for being blunt...

As soon as Thales heard the first few words, he immediately raised his index finger and interrupted him.

Yan, you know what.

Yannick was very cooperative when he heard the words, with a curious expression on his face, as if listening attentively.

The letter Serena gave me said that her sister, Her Majesty Katerina, was in a state of distress in the Kingdom of the Night, busy suppressing ambitious subjects, thanks to the help of Earl Li, who stabilized the situation, and could not leave for a moment. .”

Thales stared at Li:

But now he has left the country thousands of miles away, and is here as an envoy to Emerald City...

Yannick clicked his tongue just right:

That's it...

Thales sneered:

So I think, either the situation in Kingdom of the Night has calmed down, and Earl Li no longer has to worry about the future, so he can go out to visit the mountains and rivers and discuss business with peace of mind, or...

Yannick hummed, and stared at Li without hesitation:

Or, Earl Li's visit to Emerald City this time is not for other reasons, but because he has a heavy responsibility, and he came here for the national destiny of the Kingdom of the Night?

Li didn't answer right away.

But this time, he slowly raised his head and looked sideways at Thales.

Listen, Count Li.

Thales is serious:

With Yannick here to witness, and for Katrina's sake, I won't play around with you anymore.

In the next second, Thales snorted coldly:

Tell me, Kingdom Secret Division, no, it should be my father, what kind of benefits did His Majesty Kessel promise you, such as trading privileges, giving up Haili, helping Her Majesty the Queen to stabilize her rule, and saving the country's destiny...

At that moment, Yannick Houllier, who was watching, had sharp eyes, as if he was calculating countless things in an instant.

That's why you, the Corleone family, are willing to gamble with chips, risk crossing the sea, and stir up trouble as the mastermind behind the scenes, overthrowing the Duke of Iris and overthrowing the Emerald City...

Under the moonlight and under the night, Thales' eyes were like sharp knives, and his voice was like frost:

...Destroy Kevin Dill?

silence.

There was a long silence.

It didn't know how long it took before the Red Wing under the Nightwing King's seat, Count Li Corleone, slowly turned his head towards the prince like a mechanical puppet.

This time, perhaps for the first time ever, he was serious and earnest...

Face Thales squarely.